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Early Indo-European Texts

Lithuanian

Virginija Vasiliauskiene and Jonathan Slocum

This page contains a text in Lithuanian with a modern English translation. This particular text and its translation are extracted from a lesson in the Early Indo-European Online series, where one may find detailed information about this text (see the Table of Contents page for Baltic Online in EIEOL), and general information about the Lithuanian language and its speakers' culture.

The Fate of the Simoniai from the Village of Aukstujai, by Ieva Simonaitytė

Šiañdien jaũ niẽkam nebereĩkia tõ bókšto sargýbos. Šiañdien jõ plyšiúotos síenos nè tám, kàd lietùviai, čià pasislė̃pę, šáudytų sàvo strėlėmìs į̃ neàtmušamus príešus, kurių̃ pulkaĩ, nesuskaĩtomi kaĩp žizdraĩ priẽ jū́ros, púola bajõrų pìlį. Taĩp, kitadõs čià tikrõs piliẽs bū́ta. Bèt, ámžiams sleñkant, ir̃ griū̃vančioji pilìs lìko bè prasmė̃s. Ir̃ víenas sumanùs Šimoniũ prótėvių pastãtė čionaĩ tvìrtus sáu, sàvo vaikáms ir̃ vaikũ vaikáms namùs, kuriuõs apliñkiniai bū̃rai rū́mais pràminė. Visàs nereikalìngas kampúotas síenas ansaĩ prótėvis nugrióvė.

Tìk bókštas pasilìko, nórs jõ taip jaũ nebereikė́jo. Bèt bókštas ir̃ šiañdien dár nežìno, kàd jìs nebereikalìngas. Jìs dár, mandìng, nesuprañta dabartiẽs. Jìs dár vis tebegyvẽna atsiminìmais ir̃ kaži kõ lýg láukia. Nè láisvės kokiõs. Jìs visái yrà užmir̃šęs, kàd paskutìnė kadáise bùvusi kruvinà kovà baĩgėsi lietùvių nenáudai, ir̃ šiañdien jiẽ gyvẽna svetimõj ponỹstėj. Tiesà, jìs daũg kãro gaisrų̃ mãtęs, daũg kãro šauksmų̃ girdė́jęs, ir̃ tõ jìs neužmir̃šęs. Todė̃l jìs visadà dár pasireñgęs atmùšti kažkókį príešą, nórintį užpùlti Líetuvą.

Juokìngas tàs sẽnis bókštas. Jìs nė̃ pàts nebežìno, kàd tiẽ plyšiaĩ, kur̃ kitadõs lietùvių šaudỹklės kýšojo, šiañdien nèt labaĩ padidė́ję. Todė̃l jìs kar̃tais atródo lýg bedañtis senẽlis. ́jai švil̃pia ir̃ ū́bauja prõ anuõs plyšiùs, gaúdydami víenas kìtą. Õ taĩ gir̃disi lýg kàd sẽnis švepliótų.

Translation

Today nobody needs the protection of that tower any more. Today its fissured walls are not there for Lithuanians, who, hidden here, could shoot their arrows at unstoppable enemies whose regiments, countless as the grains of sand at the seashore, attack the boyars' castle. Yes, at one time there was surely a real castle here. But in the course of centuries even the crumbling castle remained without meaning. And one clever person from among Simonis' ancestors built for himself, his children and his children's children a solid house, which the neighboring peasants called a palace. This ancestor destroyed all the unnecessary awkward walls.
Only the tower remained, although that was also unnecessary. But the tower even today doesn't realize that it is no longer necessary. It seems that it still doesn't understand the present. It is still living with its memories and seems to be waiting for something. Not some kind of freedom. It has completely forgotten that the last bloody battle ended to the disadvantage of the Lithuanians and now they live in a foreign country. True, it has seen many conflagrations of war, has heard the clamor of war and has not forgotten this. Therefore it is always prepared to repulse whatever enemy wants to attack Lithuania.
That senile old man tower is comical. It doesn't know itself that those fissures where Lithuanian guns once stuck out have become much bigger today. Therefore it sometimes looks like a toothless old man. Chasing each other the winds whistle and howl through these fissures. But it sounds like a lisping old man.